Category : Poems

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Miserable 
Lost 
The words written on my skin
Because society deems them fit 
To rule me 
as the words hang down like a noose  off of the ceiling 
Inviting me to kick over my last standing breath 
Dear society 
You did this to me 
You gave me pills and promises 
Calling me imperfect 
Keeping my last strains of sanity 
To your self 
Dear society 
Did u like it when you took away my safety net 
Did u like it when u riped my clothes to shreds
Deaming  me a whore because of my large breast 
Naked 
I stand before you 
You have riped out my beauty 
And made me unworthy
Allowing the males of our society 
To have free say over our bodies 
Did you know 
You are peaches and pickles mixed together
Gorging your self in a sickly sweet aroma 
But tasting like rotten milk 
Did you know that I was a sickly child 
Sickly as in I was sick of you 
Sick of your games 
So I played hookie just to get away from you 
You give us standards to live up to 
A role model we should behold 
But I am not fooled
By your benevolent tricks 
I am not afraid of your wicked sweet grin 
I am not going to hide my self away 
Locked behind the cupboard
Shaking in my boots 
No I am the one that will change you 
I am the knife to your wings 
I am the clown beneath your bed 
And I
Will never 
Back down 
Your words like knives 
I still stand
With a battered body and 3 mental illnesses I have yet to overcome 
Yet my soul shines just as bright as yours 
Gauging my happiness at every turn
Gets tiring 
But I keep going 
I will be the one that makes you cry at night 
To strip you down and make you bare 
To everyone 
I am weak  to you 
But I am strong to me 
And 
I 
Will
Never 
Back 
Down 
Your lips like knife
set a course  for my skin 
Yet I still stand 
As the motherboard and it's drones
Pilot words into my ever living shell 
They are reborn with positivity 
They thrive off of me 
They are mine now 
Because 
I
Will
Never 
Back 
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